{"sf1_id":465171,"sf2_id":"rm8XqYvm","title":"Red Rose , Black Rose","author":"Toxicwolfy","words":38,"posted_at":"2012-11-22T05:58:00.000Z","tags":["Death","Longing","Love","broken","rose","sadness"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/465171-red-rose-black-rose","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/rm8XqYvm","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/e1/c7/e1c76ec6-e5dc-4db4-851b-4a13750fd44c","description":"#2 of Poetry\n\nOne of my first poems","content":"They were beautiful,  \nso full of life and happiness,  \nRed Roses  \nBlack Roses  \nA sad but True symbol of death,  \nBeautiful even after;  \nthe fall of something nice,  \nBlack Rose  \nRed Rose  \nBoth Beautiful  \nin there own way....\n\n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Poetry","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/465169-the-night.json"}}